A Meadow Piled Deep With Snow

There stands a lonely evergreen Its boughs heavy bending low A silent peaceful frosty scene Of a meadow piled deep with snow. The winters air crisp, dry and clean And with every footstep that you make Comes a wispy cloud of vapor seen Out of every icy breathe you take. A frosty wind begins to gently stir And snowflakes in your eyes do blow But nothing can spoil the grandeur Of a meadow piled deep with snow.